Speaking of faces, ask that chick in Stamford how hers is doing. You know, the one the chimp ate off her face, despite bullet holes and Xanax.
Yeah, you get in the ring with a chimp, you got someone as strong or stronger than you, with sharper teeth, inborn predilection towards violence (they hunt and kill other primates for food; we do not), and a body that hasn't been subjected to HFCS, and yeah, Caesar's gonna eat you for dinner when he's done killing you.
